And yet another night we walked secretly from our homes
with the weight of despair, disinterest
into the smoke laden noisy bar.
silence spread among us as we set for our meditation.
fire water flowing into our thirsting hearts,
our veins and blood and life...
secluded and aloof in the crowd.
a painful song is played slowly,
with the weight of despair, disinterest
into the smoke laden noisy bar.
silence spread among us as we set for our meditation.
fire water flowing into our thirsting hearts,
our veins and blood and life...
secluded and aloof in the crowd.
a painful song is played slowly,
adding density to our demure hearts.
now and then smoking the cigarettes,
inhaling anguish and exhaling despair...
And we left for the night to the bed tip toed,
slipped into the blanket of weariness and dejection.
now and then smoking the cigarettes,
inhaling anguish and exhaling despair...
And we left for the night to the bed tip toed,
slipped into the blanket of weariness and dejection.
( To my friends in meditation tadi and gouse/gouse and tadi)
2 comments:
The picture was ultimate and narration, wonderful. gosh i had to look up two words in the dictionary. But why is the whole poem drenched in despair, dejection, despondency???... how was the mood on that day...
I loved the blogs name.
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